I swear, that cockroach is going to pick up my stereo, put it on his shoulders and just crawl right out of there one of these days…
— overheard while walking back to work on lunch
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The stuff about me and my life. The “diary” side of blogging.
I swear, that cockroach is going to pick up my stereo, put it on his shoulders and just crawl right out of there one of these days…
— overheard while walking back to work on lunch
I’ve been promising to do this ever since I made my Belinda rocks! post — and since that was back in late November, it’s probably about time I actually did it, huh?
Anyway, GreenEyes rocks too ! Another instant celebrity, courtesy of lil’ ol’ me!
Never let it be said that I won’t whore myself out for attention.
I stumbled across this little exchange today, that sounds extremely famliar from a long time ago….
Wanna buy a duck?
A what?
A duck!
Does it quack?
Of course it quacks, it’s a duck!
For the life of me, though, I can’t pin down where in the world it comes from. Doing a Google search doesn’t help much either — it pops up around the ‘net, but never attributed to any one thing, always just listed as an ‘in joke’ or as a party game or some such.
Anyone else remember this, or have any idea what it’s from? It’s stuck in my head and driving me mildly batty….
Now here’s a headline that I don’t think I could have made up if I tried — ‘Jesus Charged With Bail Jumping, Intimidating Witness’!
Clearly he failed to reckon with an attention span deficit so profound it makes even a roomful of espresso-torqued toddlers with power tools seem focused by comparison.
All we may say is, that the more purely an aesthete a man is, the more likely he is to prefer cats; since the superior grace, beauty, manners and neatness of the cat cannot but conquer the fancy of any impartial observer emancipated from mundane and ethical illusions.
— H.P. Lovecraft
Hrm. Sorry ’bout the lack of updates recently, but things have been a bit busy. Not the kind of busy that would really be worth writing about, either, which is the bummer. If I’d been kidnapped by alien space pirates and forced to endure hours upon hours of back to back Hardy Boys television episodes overdubbed in Tagalog in a devious attempt to brainwash me and force me to assassinate Sonny Bono (a difficult prospect, considering I’d have to resurrect him first) with nothing but a Ronco Turnip Twaddler, three jars of Neutella hazelnut spread, and a 5-inch length of dental floss — that would be worth writing about.
Unfortunately, life just isn’t that interesting.
Instead, it’s been pretty much the same old day-to-day existence that makes up the majority of anyone’s life. Get up, go to work, come home. Repeat ad naseum.
There may be some interesting options on the job front, however — who knows if this will actually pan out, but if it does, it could be fairly cool. Yesterday word came down that Jenne, one of the people in the Report Production department, was being transferred up to take over the position of a departing Executive Assistant. I’ve inquired about applying to take that position, and have gotten support from the rest of the Report Production people that I work with every day, so as soon as Lee (my Anderson supervisor) has the job posting written up, she’ll pass it on to me so I can formally start the application process. If all goes well (crossing my fingers), I could in theory be hired on into that position and become an actual Andersen employee, rather than my current temp status with three levels of beauracracy to deal with. I’m hoping this can actually happen — it’d finally get me out of copying and into something more office- and computer-related…and the accompanying hike in the payscale would be nice, too!
Other than that…well, there just isn’t a whole lot other than that. I’m kind of killing time right now — my main production machine went down, and I’m waiting on a service call to Xerox to go through so I can get things running again. Until that happens, I’m kind of dead in the water, so it seemed like a good time to finally babble here for a bit. Fun, huh?
Oh, here’s something I was wondering about — are there any decent specifics of what kind of casualties we’ve got in this whole ‘War on Terrorism’ thing right now? From what I remember hearing, so far we’ve been told of one sodier killed by enemy forces, a couple friendly-fire incidents, and then today’s reports of a KC-130 that went down with seven soldiers aboard. We may be taking Al-Quaida soldiers out (either through killing or capturing them) right and left, but have we really been doing a better job of killing our own personel than the enemy has? Kinda makes me wonder. If there’s any better or more accurate info out there, please feel free to share it with me (oh, and as one disclaimer, I’ve yet to really start researching any of that, it’s all just off the top of my head — so if I’m way off base here, feel free to correct me there, too).
And to close for now, an amusing little haiku I found in the comments to a post on Fark:
Nipples; ninja: both
Are difficult to capture
Without an ambush.
Video games don’t affect kids. If Pac Man had affected us as kids, we’d all be running around in darkened rooms munching magic pills and listening to repetitive, electronic music.
— T-shirt
It’s Friday! This is a good thing…the end of a slow work week. Not that I’ve really got anything amazing planned for the weekend, but at least I’ll be killing time at home where there’s a slight possiblity of being able to find something to entertain myself with instead of being here at work. That whole issue of needing to give the appearance of being able to justify your time no matter how slow it is kind of kills much ability to find some interesting ways to kill time.
Of course, so does the corporate firewall. But that’s another story. ;)
Candice and I never did make it out to the movie…we’d checked the time for the closest bus through the tunnel, but the bus tunnel is closed on holidays. Go figure. Ended up being just an evening at home, I dinked around on the ‘net, she read magazines…exciting stuff, I tell ya.
Not much going on other than that so far. I’m a bit short on money, thanks to two short work weeks in a row, which is making paying bills something of an exercise in creative financing, but parents are doing what they can to help me out, which rocks. As much fun as the past two weeks of vacation (more or less) have been, they certainly do take a frighteningly large chunk out of my paychecks.
Earlier this week Chad had his birthday dinner at 13 Coins, which was fun…Candice, myself, Rick, Peter, Casey, Jen, Chad, Don, and Dez all out having fun and being silly. Got one wonderful quote out of the evening, too…for some reason we were joking about Rick being incapacitated in some form, to the point where he we just kept him in the bathtub.
“Oh, don’t worry,” said Dez. “We’d entertain you…read to you or something.”
Rick wasn’t too sure about that, apparently. “Oh, sure — ‘Which would you like? Dr. Seuss or Schindler’s List?'”
“Hmm…Horton Hears a Jew?” said Dez.
We all proceeded to crack up.
And that’s about all I can come up with to babble about off the top of my head right now.
Welcome to 2002! We actually made it through, despite everything that went on this year…kinda cool, huh? I’ve been having a nice relaxing weekend, which has been great — much as I enjoyed last weekend’s trip to Alaska for Christmas, it’s nice to have four days in a row that I could just kick back and relax, with no real plans or schedule. The visit was great, but as is typical for such things, it was pretty mile-a-minute for most of the time I was there.
Candice and I have been spending a lot of the weekend just wandering around and seeing some of the city around us. Since her truck is out at the college campus right now, we’re limited to what we can find on foot…which is actually a fair amount, since I live so close to downtown Seattle. Saturday we hopped on the Bainbridge ferry, since I hadn’t been on any of the ferries yet and they offer some really nice views of the city. The Bainbridge run is one of the shorter runs, just a half hour or so each way, and we just took the ferry out and back without exploring any of Bainbridge Island at all. We may do some exploring of the islands later this summer, though.
Yesterday Candice and I met up with Rick to go out to dinner with three of Candice’s friends from school — Tim, Laura, and Heather — at Red Robin down on the waterfront. It took Candice and I a bit of a hike to get there, as we weren’t exactly sure where on the waterfront the restaurant was, but we found it eventually, and were only about 15 minutes behind everyone else, so we weren’t too late. After dinner there, Tim, Laura and Heather headed off to take a ferry trip of their own, and Candice, Rick and I went back up to 1st Ave. to grab the #18 bus out to Ballard. Casey and Dez were having a New Years Eve party out at their place, so the three of us stopped by there for about an hour. Was a very interesting little party…the crowd pretty much split into Dez and her friends on one side, and Casey and Jen (Casey’s fiancee) and her friends on the other. Jen and Dez haven’t been getting along for a while, and it lent a little bit of tension to the proceedings…a shame, but what can ya do, right? Drama….
After about an hour, Candice, Rick, Chad, Don and I headed out and caught the #18 bus back downtown to Rick’s apartment. He lives right at the intersection of 1st and Denney, just a copule blocks away from the Seattle Center, so we had a pretty good view of the Space Needle and the fireworks display there. We all headed up to the roof of his apartment building just a bit before midnight, and then proceeded to watch the Space Needle explode! It was actually a really neat display — I’d just been told that they launch fireworks off of the roof of the Needle. They certainly do that, but they also have fireworks going off all up and down the height of the Needle, and where New York uses the dropping ball in Times Square for the countdown, the Needle uses a brightly lit elevator rising to the top of the Needle with fireworks flying off behind it as it rises.
And that’s about it for now. Today’s the last day of the weekend break, and Candice and I are about to bus out to Bellevue to catch a movie…possibly either Oceans Eleven or Vanilla Sky. Until later….